Leftover worms and dirt in my fridge.
REAL worms. alive and wiggling. in black, muddy, crumbly dirt that is pushing itself up and out through the air holes on the lid as the worms wiggle around, presumably trying to escape.
When I was growing up, it never occurred to me that worms might live in my refrigerator.
FirstHusband and PinkGirl bought the worms today for fishing in the river behind our house this afternoon. They had a great time and thankfully came back with nothing because they threw back the fish they caught. I’m really glad they had fun. (I’m also glad they threw back the fish they caught.) I just wish they had used all their bait instead of putting their little friends in the fridge, along with our food.
I don’t like worms in my refrigerator. Some might call me a city girl, but that label doesn’t fit. I’m FIRMLY a suburban girl.
A suburban girl with a question:
How long will I have to keep worms in my refrigerator before I can throw them out? What is the life expectancy of a worm?
One thought on “worms & dirt. and I’m not talkin gummy & oreo.”
That’s pretty darn Gross!!!!!